One by one, Xavier worked through the remaining paths with the focused detachment of someone closing doors they had no intention of reopening.
The Regenerative Aberration Body was the first to go. Rapid healing and endurance in prolonged battles — useful, in the way that a bandage was useful, but fundamentally reactive. It was a path built for surviving punishment, not avoiding it, and Xavier had no particular desire to build his future around absorbing damage and recovering from it. He would rather not get hit.
The Void-Touched Body followed it out. Reducing presence, distorting perception, partially detaching from physical detection — there was genuine craft in that path, and he could see the appeal for a different kind of person. But it wasn't him. He didn't move through the world by disappearing from it.
What remained was the Devourer Body, and the moment his gaze settled on it for the final time, something quiet but definitive clicked into place.
